The Rhyming River: An Anthology of Verse, Volumen4 |
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Helen of Kirconnell I wish I were where Helen lies , Night and day on me she cries : O that I were where Helen lies , On fair Kirconnell lea ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot ...
Helen of Kirconnell I wish I were where Helen lies , Night and day on me she cries : O that I were where Helen lies , On fair Kirconnell lea ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot ...
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O Helen fair , beyond compare ! I'll mak a garland o ' thy hair , Shall bind my heart for evermair , Until the day I die . O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise , Says , ' Haste ...
O Helen fair , beyond compare ! I'll mak a garland o ' thy hair , Shall bind my heart for evermair , Until the day I die . O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise , Says , ' Haste ...
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But aye she gar'd the trumpet sound ' It's a ' fair play ! ' My blessing on your heart , sweet thing ! Wae to your wilfu ' will ! Sae mony a gallant gentleman's blood This day as ye've gar'd spill . ' But a ' you lords of fair England ...
But aye she gar'd the trumpet sound ' It's a ' fair play ! ' My blessing on your heart , sweet thing ! Wae to your wilfu ' will ! Sae mony a gallant gentleman's blood This day as ye've gar'd spill . ' But a ' you lords of fair England ...
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The Wind and the Rain William Shakespeare | 4 |
Poor Rumble James Reeves ΙΟ | 12 |
The Daniel Jazz Vachel Lindsay | 18 |
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